RT Thread: Here he Coooomes~ To Save the Daaaaay~
Characters: Caim, Furiae
Date: This evening. After his talk with Furiae.
Summary: By Furiae's request, Caim goes to see her. He needs to make sure she doesn't get sick, after all.
Warnings: Hard to say. Likely not. With Furiae, you may never know. Caim promises to be a gentleman.
"Some don't wear panties and get your attention.."
She had to be kidding. Had to be. He wasn't seriously looking, was he? Well, of course he'd looked, but it was hard not to look at Cassandra. Still, Furiae had gotten bent out of shape because of it. He saw that coming. And that was what he'd been worried about. He was close to Cassandra and perhaps even a little too close.
The talk with Edge had helped. As long as Caim was doing what he thought was right, then perhaps it was right, after all. He was giving it too much thought. He just had to be true to himself, and as far as he was concerned, he couldn't get anymore true than protecting Furiae with every fiber of his being. Tonight was a prime example of it, too.
Up to the second floor he went, and at her door he stopped, sucked in whatever pride he had as a man and an older brother, and hoped to the Goddess that Quistis wasn't the one to answer and refer to him as the 'boyfriend' again. Well, he never knew until he tried, right? So he offered a knock, one loud enough to even capture Furiae's attention if she'd gotten stuck in the bathroom again.
Date: This evening. After his talk with Furiae.
Summary: By Furiae's request, Caim goes to see her. He needs to make sure she doesn't get sick, after all.
Warnings: Hard to say. Likely not. With Furiae, you may never know. Caim promises to be a gentleman.
"Some don't wear panties and get your attention.."
She had to be kidding. Had to be. He wasn't seriously looking, was he? Well, of course he'd looked, but it was hard not to look at Cassandra. Still, Furiae had gotten bent out of shape because of it. He saw that coming. And that was what he'd been worried about. He was close to Cassandra and perhaps even a little too close.
The talk with Edge had helped. As long as Caim was doing what he thought was right, then perhaps it was right, after all. He was giving it too much thought. He just had to be true to himself, and as far as he was concerned, he couldn't get anymore true than protecting Furiae with every fiber of his being. Tonight was a prime example of it, too.
Up to the second floor he went, and at her door he stopped, sucked in whatever pride he had as a man and an older brother, and hoped to the Goddess that Quistis wasn't the one to answer and refer to him as the 'boyfriend' again. Well, he never knew until he tried, right? So he offered a knock, one loud enough to even capture Furiae's attention if she'd gotten stuck in the bathroom again.